Certified (Walk It Off)

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Evil Empire - Rap

Certified (Walk It Off)

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[Verse 1] I say Young Weezy F. Baby, hottest nigga on the block Use to really buy sickles, now I really motivite Pop a front wheel off Chill up in the pillow with yo girl, he got her heels up She tryna get my ceiling Chill when she feel, some say I'm one of them realest niggas Them realest nigga, the illest nigga She heal this nigga, we chill this nigga We drinkin' not sippin', and we thinking 'bout dippin' in the Jacuzzi skinny She get me she must repeat the procedure Till she get me, got me good, so good till I ohh Once she got me she gotta get Mack Maine Cause mami he just like me, my nigga from Holly—Grove Go inside your clothes like legs inside of pants And speaking of breads, my shit came straight outta France I ain't that type to dance, I can't, I really can't I ain't, I'm really not I'm Wayne, I'm really hot I'm Wayne, I'm really hot I'm Wayne, I'm really hot I'm Wayne, I'm really hot Tha pain, tha? Yea [Chorus] I'm in the game going hard, tryna get the rim And if I got her, I'm a take one for the team And if you fog it up, and dodge yourself off nigga Go ahead, be a player, walk it off nigga Walk it off nigga Walk it off nigga Go ahead, be a player, walk it off nigga Walk it off nigga Walk it off nigga Go ahead, be a player, walk it off nigga [Verse 2] Tip-toe on the sideline, get low when I see the referee Like T.O., the eagles in my sock, I hide mine I got my game on lock, I can find mine Shit niggas up like a combine Now I'm outside of the physicals like? do I got steroids to heroine They got me bonding with Barry who... say I'm in psycho Mami say me loco, go crazy like winkle Texas, like David Koresh I'm waving a tech yea Me, myself, I go to war with ATF yea Be myself, ain't gotta be nobody else yea Last one left, I cashmoney of the shelf yea Damn, real got me so after game Coming for the belts, so who's the mothafuckin champion? Mothafuckin holdin' on a nigga's (? ) Standin' at the front door like DoDoDoDo, let me in! DoDoDoDo, let me in! DoDoDoDo, let me in! DoDoDoDoDoDoDo, fucker [Chorus] I'm in the game going hard, tryna get the rim And if I got her, I'm a take one for the team And if you fog it up, and dodge yourself off nigga Go ahead, be a player, walk it off nigga Walk it off nigga Walk it off nigga Go ahead, be a player, walk it off nigga Walk it off nigga Walk it off nigga Go ahead, be a player, walk it off nigga [Verse 3] Throw it off the backboard, tell 'em niggas line up I yank on 'em and throw the Birdman sign up I seen tha hot spitta, he in this off season He got the cheerleaders, they like real even I mean the girls kiss here even Man, this bird is just competition (fuck 'em) Opposely, to the opposition (fuck 'em) Gotta be the whelm my position If you tryna stay in my position Got the CEO proposition Hey, what you know about the CEO popping' pistols Mofucker that's the CEO proposition Hey, what you know about the CEO popping' pistols Tell me that boi... [Chorus] I'm in the game going hard, tryna get the rim And if I got her, I'm a take one for the team And if you fog it up, and dodge yourself off nigga Go ahead, be a player, walk it off nigga Walk it off nigga Walk it off nigga Go ahead, be a player, walk it off nigga Walk it off nigga Walk it off nigga Go ahead, be a player, walk it off nigga

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  • Lil Wayne